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"The main question," Barry urged, "is what's going to happen to Peg. And - Jack. And Jacky." "We'll meet that when It comes," Peggy returned, steadily, "But now I'm worried about you." She excused herself early, with the plain purpose of leaving Barry with Pat. But the Judge stayed on. His legally trained mind had been busy with the Nolan disclosures. "If Mrs. Kelly slept at her sis ter's, why didn't she say so to you? It would've been her best alibi." "Yes, but It would have Involved admitting that she'd had a run-in with Kelly." "That's true." Hambidge admit ted. "But Nolan .was drunk last night, you say. And some parts of his story simply don't hold water. I don't believe there was anything 'queer' between Mrs. Kelly and the Filipino. Kelly's finding that out wouldn't account for his calling the man a 'lousy spy,' would it?" "No," Barry retorted. "But listen. If the Chink was a 'lousy spy,' he got paid for it, didn't he? Wouldn't that explain Mrs. Kelly's giving him 'coin and jewelry?' And everything else? The Chink's reporting Betty Barclay's message, and all the rest of it? I tell you, this story's as straight as a string. Betty Barclay went on the road with . her show about the time Mrs. Kelly sued for divorcé. F found that'out some time ago. She got back the day of the murder, and phoned Kelly, Mrs. Kelly learned of that from the Chink, and lit into Mike. Then Mike lit into the Chink, and the Chink killed him. I think we can prove that." The Judge shook his head. "Anyway, it certainly establishes reasonable doubt of Jack's guilt." "They can't convict Jack," the Judge insisted. "Peter says so, and I've never known Peter to be wrong when he made an assertion like that. But acquittal means waiting for the trial, and waiting for the trial means that Jack will still be in Jail when his father returns." Pat remained silent, but, the next morning, on the beach, she drew Barry away from the little group engaged in railroad construction. "You were right in the begin ning," Pat said. "There was only one thing to do. Father saw Kelly alive after Peg's husband left him, and we should have said so. "I can't stand seeing Peggy," Pat continued. "Was that what you had in mind when you sent her here? Anyway, it's too terrible. She comes down to breakfast, looking—well, you know. You knew about trouble like that—all night long—alone— and I didn't. I do now, and we've got to 'come clean.' T don't think it matters," Barry 'I still think we can free replied. Jack without that.' "How soon?" ' By next Wednesday. 1 Pat nodded, "All right," she said, until Wednesday." •We'll wait Barry had never seen her more charming. As they walked down the beach, to rejoin the others, he asked, "Are you ever going to confess how you found out about me?" Pat laughed. "That was too easy. The night of Marian's visit, you told me you'd taken the name of Barry Gilbert And It had a curiously familiar sound. After a moment, I remem bered that I'd once seen an actor called Barry Gilbert fa a war pic ture. "And then?" "Then you shut your hand in the door. The expression of mingled Surprise and pain in your face— that was what had kept tlie picture and the actor in my mind. You were the man who'd come out of the drinking place, laughing and talk ing, and been shot. I was sure of that—just as sure as 1 was that you'd crushed your fingers deliber ately to keep us from knowing that, unlike the Jack Bidder you were supposed to be, yon couldn't play a violin any more than you could play Hamlet", . "I'm glad you found out," Barry said. "I'm glad I haven't been de ceiving you, at aU events." They had reached the railroad builders. "Pat I" Jack called. "Pat ! We've finished—" "Jacky! You mustn't call Miss Hambidge 'Pat.' " • "Everybody else does." "I like It," Patricia came to the rescue. "We're Pat and Peg to each other now; why shouldn't 1 be Pat to Jacky?" It was almost a miracle, Barry decided. Was this the same girl of whom, only a couple of months ago, her father had said, "Pat, for short, though it takes courage to call her that." The change wasn't all his doing, or Peg's. Something else had con tributed to softening Pat, and mak ing her sweeter and lovelier. It was ironic, Barry felt, and bitter— that she should be the loveliest when he was losing her. What of his plan to come back for her— "Some day, when I've made good?" A girl like that might marry an ex-vagabond; she certainly couldn't marry an ex-convict, Barry drove back to town Sun put anybody's house in order. He had dined with the Hambidges, and gone over there in the morning "to see Jacky start for his ride." "Well, our trial's set for two weeks from today," said Winslow when Barry called at bis office Monday morning. "I'm still hoping there won't be any trial." "Meaning that you think you've got Mrs. Kelly?" That was the question Barry had dreaded. Winslow's frank amuse ment at his "sleuthing" nettled him, and made biro feel foolish. Espe cially now that he was compelled to admit, "No; I'm afraid you were right about Mrs. Kelly. She slept at her sister's that night." , "Well, then," Peter asked, "who's the latest candidate|" "Do you remember reading "Ihe your cross examination of the Fili pino?" "A few notes for it-—yes." "You found a' lot of holes in the boy's story?" "Yes." But Peter was still amused. "Well, I've got a few more," Barry said, "and a motive." He sat down, and Peter opposite him. Barry repeated what Evans ■ & i fjP ■>! n I V J i li Mill e VF I I M r. vl i3 . J ■j I H "I'm Glad You Found Out," Barry Said. v had told him of the dinner with Nolan. Peter remarked at the end, "that settles the case against Rogers." "You think Well, ?» "Obviously. Nolan sticks to his story. Wé say Nolan's testi mony establishes that the decan ter was downstairs all the time Rogers was upstairs. But we've got to make the jury believe it." "Or the district attorney." Winslow shook his head. The district attorney wouldn't move for dismissal of an indict ment on that evidence." "But—" I "You're perfectly sure that the Filipino killed Kelly," Winslow went on. "I'm not. And the dis trict attorney wouldn't be. The Filipino was angry. And the decan ter was downstairs. That's all there really is to that story." "And Kelly was alive an hour after Rogers left." "That's what you've got to prove to the jury. My own guess Is that the decanter had been carried Into the dining room when the murderer entered the house." "After Nolan went home?" "Yes, and after the Filipino went to bed." \SiW ' j "A'*^''*'** "And that man—'* "You're sure It was a man?'' "Very sure. And that man was some one who had better reason than we've found yet for hating or dreading Mike Kelly." Barry rose. Peter had picked a glove off his desk, and was turning It right side out. "Have you ever thought of Luis Morano?" Barry asked. Winslow let the glove fall. "Why?" "He seems io have had some rea son for hating Kelly. "You mean that row In the Co coanut Bar?" Peter said. "Oddly enough, that's why I haven't thought of Morano. He was telephoning me from the Gocoanut Bar—about the row der. » time of the mur "Luis hlfrays came to me when he was In trouble. And he called me, at home, Just after one that morning, to say that one of his girls was in Jail, and would I take the case. I could bear that Jazz of his." Barry stooped for the glove. "Well, that's that," he remarked. "Kelly was threatening Morano, you know, and—" But Peter was smiling again. "You can make a case against almost anyone," he said. "But a case that'll stand up—that's another thing," Barry grinned sheepishly. Winslow ' pressed a button. "Stop worrying," he advised Barry. "We're going to free Rogers. If we have to get the guilty man to do it, we'll get him, but let's give the court a chance first." T guess we'll have to," Barry con ceded. V Peter's secretary opened the door. "What's Nolan's first name?" Peter asked Barry. "And where's his garage? Got it, Miss Clark? Got it, Miss Clark? Now, get Nolan in here this afternoon." He looked up at Barry. "Don't mind my Joking," he said. "Something tells me you did a grand Job when you turned up Mr. Nolan." "Peter's wonderfully kind," Barry told Harwood that evening, "but he makes me feel as small as an au thor's name in a motion picture ad vertisement," "I don't think Winslow means to make anyone feel small," Ernie an He's too big for that. swered. It's the small men who've got to make other people smaller, in self defense. The trouble with Winslow is that he's generally right, and that's trying, no matter how kind anyone may be about it." «"Winslow's a great lawyer," he went on, "and a swell guy. He's had his own troubles, too. Ever meet his wife?" "Once." "He's nearly wrecked his career for her, you know. She ran away from home with some youngster in a military school. The kid turned crook, and the cops killed him. Then she married Winslow. The tabloids played the story up all over the place, and Mrs. Winslow crashed, and had to be taken to Eu rope. She went to pieces again two or three years ago, and Winslow closed the office, and went to live in the South of France. The money gave out, I guess. Anyway, they didn't stay long. Of course, that telephone message doesn't prove anything." "You mean Morano's message to Winslow?" "Yes. Luis might have sent that at one o'clock, and still've been in time for the murder." "Is there any chance that Luis didn't send it?" "Why do you ask that?" "It occurs to me that Peter might be shielding some one." "Whom? Harwood shook his head. "Winslow isn't that Morano?" kind of a lawyer. As a matter of fact, I know Morano phoned him," "Who told you?" "Violet Fane." "Then you've been to the Cocoa nut Bar?" "Yes, I went Saturday, and met all your cronies. Miss Fane says Luis followed Peggy Rogers around to the police station, and then came back to the Bar, and called up bis lawyer, and drove to Morristown." "At one o'clock?" "Yes." "How about 'faking an alibi?' " "You reminded me it could be done," Barry went on. Ernie turned suddenly. "Ever strike you as queer," he asked, "that nobody ever connected Kelly's murder with the Jefferson Street grab?" Barry couldn't trust himself to reply. They were pulled off about the same time. As I remember it. Judge Hambidge's decision was handed down the day after the killing." Barry remained silent. "Kelly stood to make a million or two on that deal," Harwood contin ued, "Those Jefferson Street houses were pretty decent once. Then they went slummy. Through agents, Kel ly bought 'em In, one by one, for lit tle or nothing, and turned 'em over to a phoney corporation to sell to the city at a huge profit. Some of the original owners may have been a little bit sore, don't you think?" The conversation was /drifting Into safer channels, and, /relieved, Barry let It flow on. / "As a matter of fact," Harwood resumed, ' some one was—very sore. He called me up, the day of the murder, and offered to squeal. He wouldn't give me his name, but he said he'd be here, at ten-thirty that night, to deliver the goods on Kelly." "And then?" "Then he didn't show up." "Somebody got to him." "Probably. And then somebody killed Kelly." Barry asked, "Is that the clue you had In mind when you said, "Tell Winslow I may have a tip for him some day?"' Harwood nodded. "Yes, but, as I remarked later, that guy who phoned might have been anybody. I didn't have a darn thing to go on except that he bad a soft voice and a funny impediment in his speech." "And then—" "Then you told me about Morano, and 1 went to the Gocoanut Bar. The guy that phoned me was Morano, all right. But what does that mean? Not a thing, maybe. If Morano did bop in bis car at one o'clock that night—" He paused. "I've got a dozen men on this trail. Now, I'm going to send some body to Morristown. Not you.. They know yoju. Youj^Job is to lay low. Morano hasn't the faintest idea who I am. I told him I came from Grand Rapids. But—" The city editor was pacing the floor. "My God, how this picture be gins fitting together," he cried. "Morano threatens to spill the beans. Some one tells Kelly. Kelly goes to the Gocoanut Bar. With two strong-arm men. Why? To silence a squealer. That was around eight o'clock, and, at ten-thirty, the squealer didn't squeal. Why? Be cause Kelly had something on him." Barry was on his feet, loo, now. "Something In writing," he said. "Sure ! The paper he accused Peg gy Rogers of trying to steal." "Yes," Barry went on, "and get this: somebody did try, Violet Fane, probably. Peggy Rogers says Violet had Just left the table the row started. And that LuiVwas talking to VI, outside the dressing rooms, Just before that. "—What did he say? He said, 'I'll send this dame to Jail, and you to the hot spot' And you can't send a man to the electric chair for en picking pockets. "No." "But you might, If you knew of something else he'd done, and had the proof of it. There was a pa per, and it had disappeared when the body was found. Who got it? Morano. And not in the Gocoanut Bar, because it was still in Kelly's pocket at midnight. Harwood laid down his pipe, •'"How do you know that?" "Somebody told me." "Jack Rogers?" »I 'No.' Harwood's eyes narrowed. "Was it Judge Hambidge?" Barry didn't answer. "If Winslow's shielding anyone it's Judge Hambidge," Harwood said, "Judge Hambidge, or some one close to him. I've been think ing that ever since you put the idea in my head. The judge has- al ways been a straight shooter. Why did he write that decision? Was that paper a threat to him, too?" Barry said, "I don't know." "I don't either. But I'm "going to find out before Saturday." "Can I help?" ; Ernie looked at "him. "No," he replied, curtly. "For the present, I want you to keep out of this." CHAPTER X N OT a word to anybody," Har wood had said. "Dig In -'til I phone you. One little leak, and we're finished." Barry saw that. But why should Harwood fear the leak coming from him? Pat? Nonsense! Winslow, of course, who was Morano's law yer. But Ernie had said, "Winslow isn't that kind of a lawyer." And he had said, also, "If Winslow's shielding anyone. It's Judge Ham bidge. Judge Hambidge, or some one else close to him." Except Winslow, who was close to Judge Hambidge, but Pat? Into Barry's mind trickled^ slow ly small, insistent recollections— one after another. Recollections that, in the beginning, seemed to have nothing to do with the case. Pat was in town the night of the murder. Naturally—with her fa ther; what of it? let me stay with him," she had said, at dinner the next evening in South ampton. What of it? But the trickle was becoming a flood now. The afternoon Ham bidge had confessed seeing Kelly, why did Pat keep checking the Judge? What did she fear his dis cloffing? And the confession ijfself; why did he make it? "I'm off again," Barry raged at himself. "Just because Ernie said. 'Winslow may be Shielding Ham bidge, or someone close to him.' That might mean someone close to Winslow. But who's closer than the Hambidges?" And then he re membered declaring, the afternoon of the Judge's confession, "The man —or the woman—who killed Kelly knew what he—or she—was going to do." « 'He wouldn't (TO BE CONTINUED) Fish That Lay Many Egg* The ling lays over 26,000,000 eggs during the spawning period, while the herring averages only 36,000. Turbot is second, with over 9,000, 000 eggs; next comes the cod with an average of 5,000,000 eggs.—Tit lilts Magazine. 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